Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

Because Jia Nuo lived in a single room arranged by the company upstairs, and the subway could go directly to Gu Wanwan's house, the two chatted for a while.

"Would you like to see the gifts sent to him by Jiangling's fans?" Sukarno suddenly winked at her, "After he received them, he put them in the lounge and asked the staff to pick out the ones he liked and take them back."

"Okay." Gu Wanwan stood up from the floor. She was also very curious about the lot of things.

"Wow, there are so many things," she described to Garno as she looked at them. "There are lilies, champagne roses, baby's breath, lisianthus, and a bunch of blue flowers. I don't know what they are."

Jia Nuo came closer and smelled it, "It's iris fragrans."

"There are also dolls, little rabbits, puppies, chicks, and a very soft bear." She took Jianuo's hand and let him touch it. "Hey, there is actually something to eat." Her fingers were on it.

Beef jerky, chocolate, scratched chicken feet, "There's a box of beautiful gingerbread cookies!"

It was a gingerbread house packed in a transparent plastic box, with a frost-white sloping roof, tan walls, and a red-brown chimney. It was surrounded by snowflakes, walking sticks, boots, gloves and star-shaped gingerbread houses. The yard

There are holly trees, mistletoe, snowmen, and a neat milk-white railing around the perimeter.

The gingerbread is baked into uniform sizes and evenly colored, making it look very pleasing to the eye.

There is a small red label on the box, with the word "Gingerbread" written in a cute font, and a heart is drawn in the upper right corner.

She picked up the box and found that there was another plastic box with the same packaging at the bottom, but the box was full of gingerbread figures made into Q-version villains. She looked carefully and found that those people were all Jiangling, and there were no

The two gingerbread figures are the same, the one holding the microphone, the one holding the guitar, the dancing one, the front view, the side view, the happy one, the melancholy one, the one with long hair, the one with short hair, the one in trendy clothes, the one in white shirt, the one with long hair.

There is also one skirt that is exactly the same as the cover picture of "f&b" magazine.

"Is it because Christmas has just passed? So his fans send him gingerbread cookies."

Kanuo stretched out his hand to hold the gingerbread house, "The nickname of Gangneung fans is 'gingerbread'. They send him two boxes of different shapes of gingerbread every day."

"If I love you, I will let you eat us. It's so romantic!" Gu Wanwan smiled and carefully placed the two boxes of gingerbread cookies on the table of the dressing table where Jiang Ling had just been sitting.

"I wonder what your fans will be called Jianuo in the future? Su... Su... Sutang?" She put her hands behind her back to support the dressing table, "Or will it be called Nuomi Dumplings?"

Sukarno frowned in a rare way and gasped, "It's better not to call it halva."

"What's wrong?" Gu Wanwan was confused.

Jianuo covered his right cheek with his hand with a grimace, "My teeth were damaged by eating sweets when I was a child, and it hurt like hell when I had them extracted."

"Then you still eat cookies."

He put down his hand and smiled, his face turned slightly red, as if he was embarrassed, "I like to eat biscuits. Every time I go out, I will secretly buy several biscuits and hide them, and then I will lie when I go to the dentist."

Huanwan couldn't help but laugh. She picked out a few packages of biscuits from Jiangling's gift and handed them to Sujiano. After thinking about it, she took two more packages of chicken wings to Xiaoxing, and finally took something and stuffed it into her bag.

He turned around with satisfaction and said, "Okay, sir, the things have been stolen. Let's sneak out quietly."

She was about to reach out to help Jianuo, but he gently but firmly rejected her kindness, "I have to learn to walk on my own."

He had just rubbed a pair of black guide saddles from the sofa, and Xiaoxing had already shaken her body and automatically stood next to him and put it on obediently. Jia Nuo bent over and patted its belly, "Xiaoxing is very smart.

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When the two entered the elevator, Gu Wanwan seemed to faintly hear the sound of fast-paced music. She looked at the other end of the dark corridor. Is Jiang Ling still practicing?